My lab partner

Ben totally gets on my nerves sometimes. I swear he's a half-aunty.

First off. His gossip-radar works better than mine. He digs at me for "juicy news". And he speaks like an aunty anyway. He does the broken wrist action to perfection, and he's got the feminine look somehow.

Benj says:
you got cards for gdine and the girls what

Hope for the Flowers says:
erm
DIFFERENT
U are a guy!
they are girls
they appreciate handmade cards that i make more !

Benj says:
fair enough

Hope for the Flowers says:
see!

Benj says:
SAME
I've some female hormones

Hope for the Flowers says:
yada yada
if i make u a card
will u go like "Whoa! thanks! i love it!"
NO RIGHT

Benj says:
yeah

Hope for the Flowers says:
u'll just be "oh. a card. thanks"
im nt saying u do it verbally

Benj says:
then throw it in my drawer

Hope for the Flowers says:
im saying like. u feel truly appreciative
and u will LOVE THE CARD
and cherish it coz it's HANDMADE
one and only
in the whole world
made by UR FREN

Benj says:
haha
actually
I appreciate notes
not telling you to write me any
just saying
I prefer sincerity to materials

Hope for the Flowers says:
ok
i shall write u a note

Benj says:
OMG
I LOVE IT already
haha
anyway

Hope for the Flowers says:
BAH




UGH. I swear he has chromosomes XXY. LOL!